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SLAP!
Celeste's head turned with the blow.
Her hair fell across her face. She stood beside her father's chair, one hand half-raised before she lowered it again.
Drop
A drop of blood fell from her chin.
King Edmund Montclair stood over her, his hand yet to return to his side. He was a broad man with pale-gold hair greying at the temples and a close-trimmed beard. The same blue eyes Celeste had inherited were fixed upon her without affection.
He was far stronger than she was. He hadn't softened the blow because she was his daughter.
Four people remained seated around the breakfast table.
Second Prince Julian Montclair, the second son, had stopped with his fork halfway to his mouth. His dark-blond hair was combed neatly back, exposing a high forehead much like their father's. He stared at the hand that had struck his sister with slightly wide eyes.
